Wednesday Night Chills

I sat up late last night... Trembling from my tears.

You have carved your initials in my heart.

The pain has set in because your marks are so deep.

I thought I was being cautious... learning from my past mistakes.

But I guess the teacher is still the student.

My Cave of Wonders holds a jar of purple Keys.

Each one more special than the other... oozing with my affection.

Yours, glowing brighter and brighter as you grip it within your hands.

'Handle with care' in bold red letters written on the label.

You don't care.

Just here to get your fix.

Taking from me... and not giving anything in return.

My sobs can be heard from the Heavens as another piece of my heart shatters.

I can't bring myself to hate you because that is not who I am.

I do however feel sorry for you.

Things could have been great...

I'm a real diamond in the rough.

You never would've had to worry about having a true friend by your side.

Now, you will always wonder... while I drift on to the next.

I'm wrapping a layer of tape around the jar, making the next work hard to get my Key.

Hopefully he will be man enough to actually appreciate it.